AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 512 - 230 "Faceless

Chapter 512: Chapter 230 "Faceless

The mirror and washbasin in the men’s restroom of the Teaching Building were on the corridor side, so Mao Feiyang almost instantly locked eyes with his own reflection in the mirror.

At that moment, a strange and refreshing ripple merged with the chilly night breeze, appearing out of nowhere, and the next moment, it swept quietly across the entire campus like ripples.

As this ripple passed through the Teaching Building, it seemed like a pair of invisible and skillful hands quietly lifted the edge of Mao Feiyang’s dark green hood.

Time seemed to expand infinitely at that moment; as the brim of the hood was gently lifted by the wind, Mao Feiyang’s gaze pierced through the dim distance and saw his reflection in the mirror clearly.

"Gulp!"

Mao Feiyang’s heart seemed to miss a beat, and his pupils dilated into a white dot—

"This, this...?!"

Mao Feiyang’s body stiffened as if frozen in place, his eyes staring straight ahead, his expression blank, as if experiencing an ineffable inner shock.

"Gulp..."

He swallowed saliva, feeling the slight bobbing of his Adam’s apple, then slowly began to calm down a bit...

He tried to touch his face with his rigid hand, and at that moment, his body uncontrollably began to tremble, his face turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as if he had been struck by lightning.

He... couldn’t feel his lips!!

His hand moved slowly...

He couldn’t feel his nose!

He couldn’t feel his eyes!!

Eyebrows, ears, hair...

He couldn’t feel them!!

Still couldn’t feel them!!

He couldn’t feel them at all!!!

In his view, the "himself" in the mirror was also mimicking his movements, but the mirror self...had no face!

From the neck up, there was just a bald egg-shaped ellipsoid!

No features, no hair!

Nothing at all!!

"Chaotic Faceless"

"This... is this me?"

"I...?!" Mao Feiyang’s heart shook violently, "Is it because I’ve lost my ’identity’?! I am Mao Fei...no, wait! No, that’s not it!"

In that critical moment, Mao Feiyang’s Dog Cheap Power was all converted into insight; amidst this burst of enlightenment, he vaguely realized that the crux of the problem lay in his identity!

"Right now, I’m not ’Mao Feiyang’, and I cannot be ’Mao Feiyang’!"

"I have no identity...so...I have no face!"

"Without a face, I cannot have one!!"

"I cannot anchor back to myself, anchoring back to myself would cause a conflict with the Pseudo-Human!"

"I also cannot anchor myself to any other appearance, because I am not anyone else! Right now I’m just ’not myself’, I cannot become someone else!"

"Right now, I am not ’me’..."

"Right now I am...’Faceless’!"

"The ’Faceless One’!"

As these storms of enlightenment surged through Mao Feiyang’s heart, Lin Yi’s heart also echoed with these voices like thunder rolling.

Mao Feiyang reached out and pulled down the brim of his hood, withdrawing his "gaze" from the mirror.

However, the Mao Feiyang in the mirror seemed to be a beat too slow, his head slowly lowering.

"Xiao Mao! Why are you lagging behind? Are you tired? Listen, don’t rest yet; it’s not too late to rest once we get back to the Art Building!" At this moment, Mu Daxian’s voice timely rang out, and it was unclear whether he was speaking to the Pseudo-Human Mao Feiyang, or...deliberately raising his voice as a reminder to Mao Feiyang.

In such a situation, he absolutely could not issue any direction-specific commands to the real Mao Feiyang; he could only use "Range Release Control." If it resolved, then good, but if not...there was truly nothing else he could do.

Guide Mao Feiyang in front of the Sneering Angel?

Wouldn’t that ruin everything?

Fortunately, Mao Feiyang caught up.

Mu Daxian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, deciding to give the bastard a good beating after getting back to the Art Building; at the key moment, he nearly dropped the ball.

However, Lin Yi’s attention was not on Mao Feiyang; he was staring intently at the men’s restroom mirror—

Indeed, there was a mirror in the men’s restroom, but that place didn’t seem to be holding a mirror!

It appeared to be...a window!

As he came to this realization, that "mirror" indeed underwent a change between light and shadow, slowly transforming from a "mirror" into a pane of glass!

Yet, the "Faceless Mao Feiyang" in the "mirror" did not vanish, still maintaining its head-down posture, standing there!

Under the dim moonlight, the faceless Mao Feiyang appeared like a lifeless statue.

Gradually, it seemed to sink into a quagmire, its body slowly melting into the void below, and eventually, the face also disappeared at the edge of the glass...

On the other side, Mu Daxian had already brought the Pseudo-Human Mao Feiyang to the front of the elevator.

"The timing is just right..." Mu Daxian muttered under his breath, though who he was speaking to was uncertain, as soon as he spoke it reeked of foreshadowing, "With some luck, there might not even be an accident."

Lin Yi’s eyes suddenly brightened at these words—

"The timing is perfect"

"Could it be that I misunderstood, and it was just past midnight? That ripple...could it be the wave from the dormitory building’s lights out at zero o’clock?"

"So, just now..."

It’s commonly said by the elderly not to look into mirrors at midnight...

And Mao Feiyang just now...

Hiss...

What a chilling and eerily strange sense of superstition, right?

Lin Yi couldn’t help but shiver, feeling as if a row of goosebumps had formed on his arm.

He withdrew his gaze, just in time to see Mu Daxian pressing the "↑" button of the elevator.

"Ding!"

The elevator was already stationed on the first floor, so as the button was pressed, it immediately chimed in response.